slave sabrina kneels at
my feet, her long dark hair falling around her neck to the floor.
"Slave, are you going to be properly obedient tonight and do exactly as you are told?"
"Are you going to be a quiet, shy, demure slave who makes no sound and looks only to her Master's pleasure?"
"Good. Last time we met you were much too noisy and even seemed to enjoy yourself. Not tonight. No noise, and no pleasure. Do you understand?"
"Now, when I tell you to stand up, you will give me a gentle hug."
"Please stand up."
She gives me a nice hug. "Not gentle enough, slave. I can see you will need much more training on that. Now, please take off all your clothes. Everything."
She takes off all her clothes and puts on the tiny G string
I have brought her which ties at the sides for easy removal.
She looks totally stunning. She is "au naturel". No
makeup, no jewellery, just her lovely smile, faultless figure,
gentle voice and naughty personality.
"Now, slave, you are going to help with your own decorations tonight. Please put this little vibrator where it will punish you most, so I can train you not to take any pleasure for yourself. Good. If you start enjoying yourself or make any noise I will turn it on to punish you. Now the double crotch rope to hold it firmly in place. Tighter now. Very nice. Now these nipple clamps - Yes, adjust them tighter please - and tie this string around your neck to pull them upwards. Yes, that's not too bad. Hands behind your back please."
I try and experiment with strips of velcro. It works well. Her arms are tightly folded behind her but she seems reasonably comfortable with it. Her breasts jut out to their maximum, and the nipple clamps pull tighter when she moves her head.
I am standing with my back against the whipping horse and one
foot on a book. Her thighs snuggle around my leg. I run a strap
around our lower bodies and pull it very tight, so I can hug
hands free. This is a seriously sexy cuddle. My erection is a
slow burn and I feel like my brain will explode.
She starts to sigh. "Slave, you are already starting to be noisy. Stop it!!" I give her a whack to remind her of her duty. It doesn't work. Then I turn on the vibrator to punish her, and can feel it on my leg held tight between her thighs. Her cries gradually rise in pitch and I feel all her muscles tighten. She just can't stop herself crying out with the terrrible pain I am inflicting. Or is she enjoying it?.
"Silence, slave! You are supposed to be quiet and demure!" I whack her again but it does no good. She comes very noisily. I will have to punish her most severely.
"Slave, I am going to have to punish you to teach you to be quiet and demure. Come over here to the suspension bar".
I pass a rope under her arms and around her back and tie both
ends to the suspension bar. Then I wind up the bar until she
is on tiptoe, giving me total access.
"Now slave, what have you done wrong?"
"I've been too noisy Master".
"Indeed you have. I'm going to whack you harder and harder until you say Yellow - and make sure you leave a big gap between yellow and Mercy. This is just a gentle reminder that you promised to be quiet and demure."
Whackwhackwhack. The light crop makes a satisfying splat as it hits.
"Yellow Master". Her buns are getting lightly warmed.
"Have you learned your lesson slave?"
"I'm going to give you a chance to show me that you have."
I turn on the vibrator again. She is dancing on tiptoe, and when she throws back her head the clamps tighten. I take her in my arms and she comes again - just as noisily. This is truly living out my fantasies.
"You will have to try much, much harder."
I lie her down on the bed, hands cuffed over her head to a single point and one foot tied, so she can be rolled over. This is the best embrace of all, side by side. I feel her free leg drawing me in to press hard against her. The vibrator does its thing once more, but she still hasn't learned to be quiet.
"Slave, this is simply not good enough. No improvement at all. I will have to punish you again."
"Yes Master. Sorry Master".
I tie her second leg firmly so she is on her back with legs
widely spread. I remove the clamps and punish her breasts with
my tongue and teeth. Still she won't be quiet. I try to get the
message across with a light suede whip. No success.
"Slave, I'll give you one last chance to show that you can take your punishments in silence."
"Yes Master. Thank you Master."
I have a small bullet vibrator fitted on the end of a piece of thin plastic fuel hose. I remove the crotch ropes and everything else and go looking for the G-spot. At the same time I lick and suck her clitoris.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! " She comes wildly in less than a minute, throwing all her strength against the bonds. I repeat the treatment and she does it again, even quicker and more violently. White fluid appears at her vagina entrance - lots of it. It seems I am starting to get the idea of how to do this.
"It's not working slave. I just don't know what to do with you. I just give up. Nothing seems to work. Nothing will teach you to take your punishments in silence."
I release her and the session ends in a warm, tight, friendly embrace, hands free. I feel deeply and totally hugged and satisfied, even though I haven't actually come myself.
I'm afraid that this beautiful lady will definitely need some more training. I'll have to think up some even more terrible punishments for her if she can't learn to be properly quiet and demure..